Jeff Buckley - Grace

There's the moon asking to stay Long enough for the clouds to fly me away Oh, it's my time coming, I'm not afraid Afraid to die

My fading voice sings of love But she cries to the clicking of time Of time

Wait in the fire, wait in the fire Wait in the fire, wait in the fire Fire

And she weeps on my arm Walking to the bright lights, in sorrow Oh, drink a bit of wine, we both might go tomorrow Oh, my love

And the rain is falling And I believe my time has come It reminds me of the pain I might leave Leave behind

Wait in the fire, wait in the fire Wait in the fire, wait in the fire Fire

(It reminds me of the pain) I might leave Leave behind

And I feel them drown my name So easy to know and forget with this kiss I'm not afraid to go But it goes so slow, ooh-oh

Wait in the fire, wait in the fire Oh-oh-ohh! (Wait in the fire, wait in the fire) yeah, yeah, ooh Wai-wai-wait in the fire Wait in the fire Wait in the fire, wait in the fire